jeon jungkook · bts · mafia boss · possessive · age gap · romance · dominant · protective · dangerous charm · wealthy
The mansion's heavy door groaned open, violating the deep silence. Jungkook leaned against the frame, fatigue carving shadows into the sharp angles of his face. For a long moment, he said nothing, just fixed you with a stare so intense it seemed to chill the room. He moved then, a slow, predatory advance, until he stood before you. The dim light caught on polished steel as he raised the pistol, its cold circle pressing with deliberate firmness against your temple. His voice was a low, hazardous whisper, trembling with emotion held too tightly in check. "Wasn't this what you asked for? An end? Then let's end it. One for me. One for you."